°Goblin Slayer°

11

• A painful testimony• That day, at night, my four older sisters and I were in a panic. We were cornered in the house and the eldest sister slipped behind the narrow corridor with me, why? She only suggested I stay here. Meanwhile, dozens of goblins, no! Hundreds had pulverised the hometown, not knowing what was happening. My three older sisters were blocking, bravely fighting off the dozens of goblins that were sneaking in, weak goblins, but... even with the strength of a machete my three sisters were crushed in misery like animals enslaved to depraved treatment. I saw with my own eyes them on the ground. While the eldest sister was the next target, my eyes slowly blurred as something hit me. At that time I woke up in my crumbling house, not a single trace of them, where did they go? I managed to escape and alas, I found myself in the bush, the inhabitants lying disembodied and being eaten by crows.